Chapter 390: Qian Renxue's Ascension to Godhood
With Bear Lord's final roar, time itself seemed to freeze. A colossal, blood-red spirit ring appeared in the sky, exuding an oppressive aura that struck fear into everyone present, even Qian Daoliu. But there was no stopping it now.
High above, Tang San's massive, black Clear Sky Hammer materialized, and the blood-red ring slowly moved toward it. Energy surged from the ring into Tang San's body, forming an exceptionally powerful torso bone. Almost instantly, Dark Blue Silver Grass wrapped around both Tang San and Bear Lord, forming a giant black sphere in midair. This sphere seemed isolated from the world, as though undergoing a profound transformation.
Many couldn't understand what was happening, but Qian Daoliu and Di Tian recognized it as a manifestation of divine inheritance—a process of absolute isolation.
In moments, the sphere stood alone in the sky, a looming presence. Meanwhile, an unusual energy from the void began resonating with the black tiger mark on Tang San's brow. Black energy surged through his bones, muscles, and even down to his marrow, like endless waves of torment. He let out a harrowing scream, startling everyone on the battlefield.
Qian Daoliu, gritting his teeth, summoned a massive golden sword and struck at the sphere, but his divine power simply dissolved upon contact.
Di Tian laughed, "Finally, we soul beasts have succeeded. Qian Daoliu, your death is near. Tang San will become the terror you all feared."
Desperation seeped into Qian Daoliu's voice as his attacks intensified but remained ineffective. "Di Tian, by unleashing this demon, aren't you afraid he'll turn on your own kind?"
Di Tian sneered. "Tang San carries our soul beast bloodline. He will be our pride and lead us to revival."
At that moment, hope appeared for Wuhun City. Golden light burst forth from within, illuminating the entire sky, and a figure emerged from the light.
She was breathtakingly beautiful, radiating holiness as she held a golden sword. Six golden wings stretched behind her, giving her the aura of a divine being. It was Qian Renxue, who had broken through the final barrier and reached godhood. She now bore ten spirit rings, the last a golden ring that filled onlookers with awe.
Qian Renxue was the first to ascend to godhood in tens of thousands of years—a pinnacle achievement for the Wuhun Empire and a testament to the Angel Clan's legacy.
Her gaze was cold and commanding as she looked upon the soul beasts, regarding them as mere insects. When she saw the black sphere in the sky, her expression soured with disgust. "Such evil energy dares to linger on the Douluo Continent? You have underestimated the Angel Clan's resolve to purge all wickedness."
In the Divine Realm, the five God-Kings observed Qian Renxue's ascension with mixed emotions—anger, admiration, even hatred.
The God of Asura smirked. "Evil, accept your loss. The Angel God has ascended first. Do you have anything left to say?"
The Evil God-King replied coldly, "Asura, don't be hasty. Ascension is merely the first step. The real game has just begun."
Asura scoffed, "Your desperation shows, Evil. As we all know, below a god, all are ants. Whether it's Tang San or Di Tian, no matter their talent or foundation, they're no match for a god. Killing them would be trivial."
The Evil God-King shook his head. "Asura, you're missing the bigger picture. If we allow Qian Renxue to kill Tang San and Di Tian, or all the soul beasts attacking Wuhun City, aren't you worried about what might push the Silver Dragon King over the edge?"
Asura considered this and shook his head. "We agreed long ago not to interfere in Douluo Star's affairs. Whether Tang San and Di Tian live or die, they've made their choices. If we intervene, it would go against our principles."
Before the argument could continue, the God of Kindness interrupted, "Asura, Evil, let it go. Let Douluo Star's events play out naturally. If the time comes when the entire star is in jeopardy, we can step in. Besides, other candidates are nearing their final stages of ascension too, and unforeseen twists could arise."
With that, the gods ceased their bickering, their attention fixed on Douluo Star with varied expressions.
High above the Wuhun Palace, Qian Renxue raised her golden sword, which glowed with divine light. With a single strike, she created a small crack in the black sphere, though it resisted even her godly power, and traces of the dark energy seemed to taint her divine light.
Qian Renxue frowned. This dark energy was more formidable than she had anticipated—its strength exceeded even that of the Angelic Divine Light, posing a troublesome obstacle.
Determined, Qian Renxue grasped the Angelic Sacred Sword, and immense golden light surged from Wuhun City, especially from the massive angel statue at its center, which radiated a dazzling glow. This light contained the divine power of the Angel God and the Wuhun Empire's accumulated faith over millennia, a force she unleashed in her first act as a goddess.
In the sky, an enormous golden figure appeared, wielding a massive sword as if to cleave heaven and earth. The golden blade fractured the space around it as it fell toward the black sphere.
With a shout, Qian Renxue invoked, "Angel's Judgment!"
The golden sword slashed down, cutting open nearly half of the black sphere. Dark energy began to escape, and Tang San's figure was revealed within.
Tang San's face contorted in pain, enveloped by dark energy that seeped through every inch of his body. His face had turned half black, half white, his expression both tormented and eerily sinister.
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